Dawn

When we bought our house it came with some really awesome features.  Some of those marvelous features were 70's wood-like paneling and wallpaper the likes of which powder scented grannies everywhere would kill for.
Granted, the wallpaper nearly killed me on multiple occasions, but I just hadn't gotten around to doing anything with it yet.  I mean, have you ever tried taking off 40 year old wallpaper?  It's not fun.  It's also not fun to nearly blind yourself from it every time you walk in there either.


This little slice of heaven is what I started with.  Jealous, aren't you?  I knew you would be.  Do you see the duct tape on that soap dish?  Yeah, minion #2 has a matching scar on the top of his head from taking that sucker off when he was 2.  That towel rack that's IN the shower.  It bit me once.  I have the scar to prove it.  This bathroom had it in for all of us at one time or another.


Isn't the lighting awesome?  I'm pretty sure those were cool, never.  The funny part is that the glass part wasn't even stationary.  I think they were builders special outdoor lights.  


If all of that wasn't special enough, we have the best tile on the planet for the floor.  I'm not sure who thought dog poo brown was a great idea for tile floors, but they lived here at one time.  Even better, they left this legacy for us to enjoy.

Wallpaper is not fun to remove.  It took days to peel it, then steam and scrape it off.  Once I had it scraped, then I had to wash the walls to get all the old glue off.  Oh, and I'm allergic to adhesives.  Yeah, I forgot about that until I was washing the walls and wondering why my hands were stinging, itchy and all red.  Yeah, I know.  I'm an idiot.  But I did get rid of the wallpaper.


After much contemplation, and running into a 75% off sale somewhere.  I found a few things I liked and picked a palette and theme.  The paint went on and the minions started to get excited.  Ok, maybe not excited, but they were happy their bathroom was no longer a grandmothers dreamland.  For spite, I ripped off that towel bar and because I didn't want another trip to the ER regrading that soap dish the tiles were taken out and later replaced.  Those same jerks with the dog poo tile...yeah they left a treasure trove of those and the off white tiles in the attic.



Even the window got in on being a jerk during this remodel.  We have wooden Andersen windows with the old style balances in with the strings... Yep, those broke as well so the whole window needed to come out, have those replaced, and 'convinced' to go back in.


The rug hides the tile pretty well, I think.  If I close my eyes I can pretend it's just dark sand.


Slightly more manly than the awesome flowery wallpaper we were rocking previously.


New faucets and rope mirrors.  The mirrors were just some Salvation Army finds, hot glue, rope and twine.  Not too shabby.

The linen closet previously have shelves that were twice that deep, and fairly unusable.  I took them out, repainted the shelves and took the door off.  It was making opening the actual bathroom door difficult and having it open makes the small space airy.  

So that's it.  I have happier minions and grannies everywhere are cursing me for getting rid of the awesomeness that was the flowery wallpaper.










Dawn
Each morning is almost the same at our house.  Up a little late, a hot shower, quick scramble for clothes and breakfast.  Then, I look at the boys, giggle at what they are wearing, help them fix it and wonder why the King is staring blindly into his side of the closet.
Is there a giant spider in there?
A monster actually living in the deepest darkest corners?
Perhaps the shoes have finally reproduced in the middle of the night and I have a new pair of peep toe sling backs?
Nope, not even close.
Another day and he has no idea what to wear.

I've always thought that having less in the options department would help a King out.  Guess not.  I've resorted to Pinterest in the past to help him conquer his daily struggle with the closet.  It was simply time to put together a few more wardrobe capsules so he could mix and match his way through the week.
Blues and Greys

Tans and Greens


The purpose of any wardrobe capsule is that you take a few classic pieces and then interchange seasonal or trendy pieces with them.


In the first capsule, the classics are jeans, leather jacket, dress shirt, boots and vest.  By adding in a henly, military sweater a pair of cargos and a sleek sneaker you end up with more than 10 other looks.

The second capsule is the same idea.  The classics are the dress shirts, a flannel, jeans and then boots and a suede oxford.  Add in different sweater, a quilted vest, some cargos and a sleek sneaker you have a span of items that go from office to weekend wear.

You can find both of these wardrobe capsules and a few more on Pinterest.

I know it's been forever since I've posted, and those of you that know me personally or read here from time to time know I've gone back to college.  I started back in January and have done 41 credits so far this year.  I'm looking to get at least another 6 in before the end of the term, and if I'm lucky 12.  I chose a competency based school (WGU) instead of seat hours.  I can't tell you how much I'm enjoying college at my own pace.  So much nicer getting paired with a stoner who never shows up to class and to whom your grade is tied to.

Happy Fall!
Dawn
The stores are all adverting for back to school deals this time of year, and if you're like me, you're wondering what do I actually -NEED- for my minions this year?  

We do cyber school, which as far as I'm concerned is the best thing ever.  All the benefits of homeschooling with the added benefit of lesson plans, books, and schedules you don't have to make up!  This also means I don't have to worry as much over the big list of supplies (no more buying glue sticks by the case, yay!) the school is begging for this year.  I just have to worry about their clothes and fitting and if they have a few pencils, pens and paper to write and take notes with.

We don't have worries over Joey's shoes are cooler, or Bobby has better jeans than me.  We also don't have bullying issues, or worrying over when lunch is.  The minions come to work with us each day, have their own office to go to school in, and have to dress for the office too.  In our case it's business casual and casual Fridays.

 I've posted these lists before, and they are on my pinterest as well, but I thought I'd dust them off and get them out again.

My minions are responsible for their own clothes and keeping what's in them up to date with sizes - with some minor help.  The list to the left is great to give your kid(s) an idea as to what they need or should have.  The size card is great to keep in their wallets so they always know what sizes to buy.

Next week we'll be back to school shopping for whatever the minions determine they need based on the list and rules for the office.  We'll also be comparison shopping to get the most we can for the money.

What do you end up buying for Back to School?

Dawn

Emily Perl Kingsley wrote this essay back in 1987, and I think it's a nice parting thought to start the weekend with.


I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."

And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.

But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.
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Dawn
Last year, I was contacted by Time4Learning.com to do a review of their service.  It was really great, by the way.  Last week, the good folks at Time4Learning.com contacted me again to review SpellingCity.com.  I'm actually excited by this, because one of my minions spells as well as I do.  Meaning, that without the aid of the thin, wavy, red line as we type, we'd be lost.  So without further delay, here is my disclaimer:

I've been given a Premium Membership to VocabularySpellingCity.com for a candid, personal, online review.  VocabularySpellingCity helps students study word lists using 25 different learning activities such as Sentence UnscrambleHandwriting Practice,WordSearch, and FlashCards. Parents can create their own spelling lists, find published lists already available on the site, or use any of dozens of free teaching resources on topics such as Synonyms and Figurative Language. Be sure to come back in three weeks to read about my experience.
Om nom nom

I don't know how excited my minions will be that they will be doing spelling over the summer, but I guess they'll get over it.  It's probably better than pulling weeds, in the heat, with the bugs.
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